I am just LOVING this story! It's so real, and fantastic, and complicated, and simple, all rolled into one. Where does all their poetry come from? Is it yours? Its amazing!

I've never had a hangover so I don't have a cure. I've never had a hangover cuz I don't drink, so I don't have a favorite drink. I don't drink coffee either. I do like oatmeal for breakfast on Saturdays. I think most songs get overplayed on pop stations. My favorite t-shirt I have right now says "Most of the people who drive me nuts are in my family."

So, here I am rereading this wonderful story (what can I say, I'm an addict! lol) and thought that if you ever had the time, I think you could rock a great Emmett and Rosalie one-shot based on his lil' outburst (after Rosalie kicks Edward out):

“You’ve got a hot girl who sings and likes to screw, who challenges you to make some fucking effort for once in your life, and you’re skulking around like a little bitch.”

“Fuck you. This shit isn’t easy, y’know?

“Dude, you think being with Rose is easy? Look at her! She’s fucking beautiful, and I want to bitch slap every single fucker who dares to lay eyes on her, but I can’t, because it would be more disrespectful to even think that she couldn’t handle herself! She doesn’t talk, man, which is divine, but it takes a hell of a lot of self confidence not to run after her every second of every fucking day asking her what she’s thinking, or what she wants or if she still loves me.”

I gaped at him. I’d never heard him string so many complete sentences together at once.

“And fuck, she’s so talented,” he continued, “and it sucks, because she’s really good, good enough to go solo, but no-one is going to take her seriously, because she looks like that. They’ll want to strip her naked and put her in some Lita Ford get-up, and no-one will listen to how good she really is. And all I can do is stand around and be pissed off about it and be part of her in a band, Meg White to her Jack, so at least I’ll get to be close to her.”

He glanced above my head to the doorway and then looked away, his ears turning red.

“I’m just sayin’,” he mumbled.

Our step-sister stood in the doorway, her face rigid, eyes full of tears. She glanced at me. “Out.” .... A ONE SHOT FROM THIS POINT!

What an amazing twist to our favorite characters. I loved every high and low in the story as you take us back down that long winding road to our high school years. It brings with it all the feelings of young love and addoration we all wanted, but were too afraid to feel as an "ordinary girls". Thanks for bringing back the memories and allowing us to feel young again with your wonderful writing.

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